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Queen’s Court (Part I Of Part III)
Once upon a time there were two beautiful maiden sisters who were the envious across the land
Plenty of suitors vying for the caresses of their hand
Soft lips to possess by any chance
Shared secrets spoken between the pair throughout the night
Each had grandeur wishes to one day become the prince’s wife
One feisty sister sends unto the calling of the wind the wicked chants carrying on breeze of the day
The other sister seductive in the bed she plays
Charming the temple of brawniness when slowly undressing to the men festive’ s eyes
Each one enticing the hard loins once parting the nakedness of their thighs
Tongue bathing in the seduction twirling it around the hardness of the taste
Mm… these two tender whispers echoing in the heightened passion of blissful love
One Prince, two hearts, and only one love ordained from above
Your spells, chants, and love potion
Will not stop my love for the prince's as he bestows upon me in his royal bedchambers his carnal thrusting motion
My bed he seeks, my mummer he hears across the vast of the ocean
One we lay in a bed under the constellation of stars
He bathes the extension of his soul in my soothing creamy lotion
We will see my pretty…
Plenty of suitors vying for the caresses of their hand
Soft lips to possess by any chance
Shared secrets spoken between the pair throughout the night
Each had grandeur wishes to one day become the prince’s wife
One feisty sister sends unto the calling of the wind the wicked chants carrying on breeze of the day
The other sister seductive in the bed she plays
Charming the temple of brawniness when slowly undressing to the men festive’ s eyes
Each one enticing the hard loins once parting the nakedness of their thighs
Tongue bathing in the seduction twirling it around the hardness of the taste
Mm… these two tender whispers echoing in the heightened passion of blissful love
One Prince, two hearts, and only one love ordained from above
Your spells, chants, and love potion
Will not stop my love for the prince's as he bestows upon me in his royal bedchambers his carnal thrusting motion
My bed he seeks, my mummer he hears across the vast of the ocean
One we lay in a bed under the constellation of stars
He bathes the extension of his soul in my soothing creamy lotion
We will see my pretty…
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